This is a little one-shot I decided to write, because I have writer's block for my other story.
In my other story, I write Gordon as a speaking character, because I think that it is slightly annoying that he never talks. BUT, my friend told me that I should stay true to form and write something where Gordon is silent.
This is based off of NoMoreFun's story "My Dinner With Gordon Freeman." But instead of Gordon interacting (or lack thereof) with a woman, I thought it would be interesting to see what would happen when his old pal Barney Calhoun tried to talk to him.
Without further ado, here is a little comedic one-shot for your enjoyment. Please read and review (and please read & review my other story, too: Barney, the HECU, and the Black Mesa Incident). : )
Three years after the combine have been defeated, Barney decided to collect on an old bet. He had beaten Gordon in a vent race many years ago, and wasn't going to let a free beer pass him by.
"Hey Gord!" Barney chimed, waving at Gordon, "I think it's high time I collect on that beer you've owed me since…when? The day before the Black Mesa Incident?"
Gordon looked down at his shoes, not saying anything.
"C'mon, Gord-o. Don't act like that. I beat you that day fair and square. Just because you were in stasis for 20 years, and fighting the combine for 2 more years doesn't mean that you can act like you don't know what I'm talking about. So WHERE'S my beer?"
Gordon looked at the ceiling, still not saying a word.
"Gordon. You're REALLY starting to piss me off. I've never welched on a beer when you would beat me. Don't be a cheap ass tight-wad!"
Gordon gave no sound, not even a grunt.
"Whatever," Barney snapped, "You're a stupid freakin' mute. MIT graduate and you can't even form a sentence. Retard. No wonder you were never able to do more at Black Mesa than push buttons and move carts."
Gordon just looked at the wall, still silent.
"I never liked you anyway. Bearded freak. Always prancing around in your bright orange, ultra queer HEV suit."
Gordon looked at Barney, but still remained quiet and expressionless.
Barney continued, "Ya, you know that girl you had a crush on back at black mesa? The one from the biology department, Casey? You always followed her around- it was totally obvious you were in love with her. Well, guess what? I totally nailed her at Black Mesa. Just thought you should know. She said that she would never go out with a mute like you, so we totally did it. Jackass."
Barney began walking away, muttering to himself. Suddenly, the back of his head had an unfortunate meeting with a rusted crowbar, sending him to the floor with one hard blow from an HEV-clad hand.
A small smile escaped from Gordon's lips. He tucked the crowbar back into his utility belt as he turned and walked away.